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TONALIDADE
+ (F4)- (F2)Seattle
by the Classic Crime
Capo on 4
(or 5 if playing in half step down, which most of these guys songs are)
Verse:
C
My real last thing
G D
My life is dull
C
And dried up like the sound
G D
A voice makes when the heart grows cold
And its going that way
I think i'll move out of state
Somewhere far from Seattle city lights
They burn my eyes
California sounds nice but California's a lie
C(picked)
Maybe I'm out of luck or maybe I'm just blind
G(picked) Dsus D
Oh, this time
C G
Rain on my hopes
Dsus
Rain on my soul
Dm C
Rain on everything that i know
G
It feels so ludicrous
Dsus
The pursuit of this dream
D C
We thought we'd be there long ago
G Dsus D D(picked down)
Second verse Same
Choruses are the same
C(x5) G(x5) Dsus(x5) D(x5)
And we are all looking for the same thing. the same thing
C(x5) G(x5) Dsus(x5) D(x5)
Seattle is calling me back home, back home
C G
Rain on my hopes
Dsus
Rain on my soul
D C(x5)
Rain on everything that I know
G(x5)
It feels so ludicrous
Dsus
The pursuit of this dream
D
We thought we'd be there long ago
Back to normal chorus
Rain on my hopes
Rain on my soul
Rain on everything that i know
It feels so ludicrous
The pursuit of this dream
We thought we'd be there long ago
C G Dsus
Whoa, whoa
D
Whoa, whoa
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